Giles, help! He's going to scold me!

Buffy ,'Never Leave Me'


Natter 37: Oddly Enough, We've Had This Conversation Before.  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Cass - Jul 19, 2005 7:08:15 pm PDT #1373 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Kids learning / trying / doing stuff is quite fun. Nephew just caught his first fish this weekend. He was jabbering about it too fast for me to even catch words. I got caught up in the enthusiasm and then just got the rest of the story from his mom.

Mmm, steak...

Oh yeah, Cass, I know I'm slightly allergic to avocados, peaches, cherries, almonds, etc. But I don't care! One of these days I'm going to end up in the hospital.
This is why Benedryl is our friend.

But it is possible that I just came back wrong in this way.

When I met some of the LAistas for the first time, I ordered a veggie burger cheese, avocado and bacon. I explained that I wasn't a vegetarian so the bacon was okay. Then I popped a Benedryl and continued explaining that I was allergic to avocados but that they were yummy. They say it is all about the first impression... Is this why Aimee and MM are always "in Michigan" when I am in LA?


Kat - Jul 19, 2005 7:12:17 pm PDT #1374 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

So Kuma is still at large.

He came up to the door of the house, but as soon as I opened it, he left.

Running away is only fun if you get chased.

I think entire dating lives have hung on this premise.


tommyrot - Jul 19, 2005 7:15:34 pm PDT #1375 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

A friend's dog once got away from me by backing out of his collar. We played the chase game, with him in the middle of a busy intersection of three streets. Luckily, cars stopped.


§ ita § - Jul 19, 2005 7:25:03 pm PDT #1376 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I think entire dating lives have hung on this premise.

I think there are even Rules.


Daisy Jane - Jul 19, 2005 7:26:55 pm PDT #1377 of 10002
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Maxine does that to us. I can't tell you the number of times I called Mr. H crying because I can't find her, only to come back outside to find her sitting at the door.

Oz only runs away if he thinks I'm going to take his stick/leaf/gumball/whatever from him.


Kat - Jul 19, 2005 7:35:13 pm PDT #1378 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

Neighbors have been trying to chase him which causes him to run out into the street. I went and tried to pin him in a yard, to no avail.

I still don't have him and I keep thinking, once a car hits him but good then all of this is over with.


Gus - Jul 19, 2005 7:44:15 pm PDT #1379 of 10002
Bag the crypto. Say what is on your mind.

From 'way back:

Is your girlfriend even on the same continent as you, Gus?

Sure. She's in the same room, in fact.

The same dimension? I don't know.

Ask other people who live with writers or scientists. They know.

Cool Idea # 6740789: Alcholol sniffing cut outs for keyboards.


Cass - Jul 19, 2005 7:46:19 pm PDT #1380 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Oh Kat, I hope Kuma comes inside. And soon.

Pets shouldn't make us scared for them.


brenda m - Jul 19, 2005 7:49:03 pm PDT #1381 of 10002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Oh, Kat, we had a sheepdog who did that all the freaking time. So frustrating.


Kat - Jul 19, 2005 7:54:07 pm PDT #1382 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

I heard someone honk on the road, loud and frustrated and I said, Oh, Kuma must be in the street. I walked out to the sidewalk and he's drinking at the sprinklers at our neighbors. I know that if I chase him he'll take off. So I sit at the intersection of our walkway and the sidewalk.

He comes running up to me, but an arm's length away, turns and goes down our walk at a full run, hoping the back gate is open.

But I fixed the gate that was broken a few weeks ago. And Polgara can attest, it now springs back with a frightening force because I moved the spring just a bit too tight. So now the door snaps back and is too tight for dumbass doggie to push through.

Kuma gets cornered by me and Lori. Lori scoops him up (which he hates) and drops him in the backyard. I decide to give him a bath (which he also hates) cause he smells and I'm mad.

So, there he is now, chained up and wet.

He may stay like that all night.